A/N: This one is five and a quarter pages long... That's over four times longer then what I normally longer write! Wow.

raspberrysorbet -- Ain't he?

Pooch -- Yeah, I thought so. Anyway, the cap on this story is twenty chapters (I'll never get it finished without one) so I don't have time to show you guys what happened during their training. Sorry.

Fuoco Annerito -- I'm really glad that you like my story so much and I hope you do well on your SOLs. As for the Dragonology book... Well, I have the calendar, but I prefer to make my own extrapolations based on the myths and legends about them.

MisoGirl -- Uhh... What wasn't working? The review thing? 'Cause if thats what you're refering to it might have something to do with the problem I was having in getting to the login page...

Lyra the Sorceress of Scholars -- Thank you very much for correcting my spelling. That one is one of my demon words (if you'll excuse the pun) and I always get the two mixed up. I'm fairly certain I got all of them all in this chapter. My apologies if I didn't.

Chrono had been right. Remington was working them to the bone. And enjoyed every minute of it. When they had reached their destination for training the reason time wasn't a problem was explained to them: like a black hole makes a pocket in space they made a pocket in time. 'They' being the other angels assisting Ewan in the training. And just like him, they were enjoying running all the trainees into the ground. So far it had been going on for the equivalent of about five years, though none of them had aged a day in that entire time.
The angels had taken everyone except Ewan by surprise in terms of some of their habits. Two of them smoked, they all liked to have swearing contests – that the others participated in from time to time – liked to drink, were at times rambunctious and rowdy, liked a good scrap and they are very open when it comes to the subject of sex, and in fact have even gave Helen and Ctanna some advice for 'next time.' Much to the absolute embarrassment of the teens and the amusement of Ewan.
But every once in a while everyone was given a break to keep them from getting run down and sick. Rosette and Chrono were currently spending one of their days off lounging under an old tree on the far side of the lake in a little niche that no one else ever went to, just enjoying each other's company – not something they really got the chance to do.
Snuggling a little more onto Chrono's chest, Rosette sighed contentedly, taking in his heady scent. He just smiled and pulled her closer to him possessively and wrapped a large wing around her comparatively tiny form.
"Mmm... You know I'm still surprised every time by how soft your wings are..."
He chuckled quietly, "Really?"
"Mmm."
They snuggled a bit more, Rosette shifting enough to allow her to leave a lingering kiss on his lips. As she pulled away he pulled her back.
"Where do you think you're going?" He murmured as his lips found her's again.
His hand gently floated over and down her side until he reached her legs. Hooking his hand on her thigh he maneuvered her to lay completely on top of him as their kiss deepened. Carefully, he rolled until she was under him and started unbuttoning her shirt.
This would not be the first time for them, nor would it be the last. But it will change their lives forever.
La'Shan – one of the trainers – looked up from cleaning his Tai Chi sword, a bemused expression on his face as he considered how this would effect the course of events.
"Huh. Well, this could make things a little more complicated..."
"What could?" Ma'rra – his mate – asked as she came over to sit beside him.
He told her. Ma'rra cupped her chin in her hand, resting her elbow on one knee, a thoughtful expression upon her face, her tail flicking.
"Huh. Your right, this could make things a little more complicated... For one thing we're going to have to get a geneticist... Well, we're going to have to tell the others."
"Uh, not everyone, just those who have to know."
"Well, duh."
"And I mean only Sebastian, Azmaria, Joshua, Tiara and their mothers." He left Ewan out of the list of people to be told since he would have sensed it as well.
Ma'rra raised an eyebrow at La'Shan.
"Shouldn't they now?" She asked, referring to Rosette and Chrono, but instead answered her own question, "Never mind. Stupid question..."
If Rosette and Chrono knew now, not only would it be a distraction but they would be fretting – which would draw Aion's attention.
"Do you know where any of them are?"
The others were masking their energy at the moment, so La'Shan couldn't sense them out.
"I believe Helen is on the far end of the lake, by the docks."
"Thank you."
Ma'rra grunted.
"Well, if you could just finish cleaning this for me," La'Shan said as he got up and handed the flexible blade to his mate, "I will go tell the others."
"Leave your sheath too." She told him as he started walking away as she started cleaning the blade, his sheath still strapped to his hip.
"Oops." He said sheepishly, jogging over to drop the sheath next to her before – literally – tacking off to track down the others.
She just shook her head absently, long since used to his habitual forgetfulness in such things. Then she frowned.
"DAMMIT, LA'SHAN!" She called after him, though he was long out of sight, "CLEAN YOUR BLADE MORE OFTEN!"
Not even a Human would have been unable hear her – despite the distance. Smiling sheepishly again, he ducked his head, sending her a telepathic apology – which he got lion-like growl for. He sighed.
Looks like I'm going to have to find someplace other then the bed to sleep in tonight. Not fare. Why does she have to be so strict? Eh, probably because I'm so lazy...
Ah, well, I wounder if there's some way I can make it up to her before night fall...? Hmm. I guess I could clean the rest of my weapons... Eh, why not? It's worth a try. They need cleaning anyway. Oh! There's Helen.
Tipping his massive wings he spiraled down to land in front of the startled woman with a few flaps of his wings. Helen's own wings appeared – flapping – as she fought to keep her balance while being buffeted by the gusts of wind whipped up by the twelve and a half foot tall male's armored wings.
"Eh, sorry 'bout that..." He said sheepishly, his wings folding behind him, "You'd think that I'd remember to warn you guys after five years..."
"No. Not really."
"Hmm, your right. Anyway, there's something I need to tell you..."
And so he did.
"Oh, my..." She said quietly then added more loudly, "COULDN'T THEY HAVE BEEN MORE CAREFUL?"
The shortest of the trainers – who's name was so unpronounceable to Humans that he had to go by the name of Zeke – had been standing next to her and winced, holding a hand to his ear.
"Gah! Do you have to shriek? And what are you getting so ira – I should shut up now, shouldn't I?" He changed what he had been saying mid-sentence as she gave him a downright murderous look.
La'Shan sighed.
Great she thinks as a Human about these things...
"Would you calm down please?" The taller male started, "They were just celebrating life-"
"There are other ways of doing that." She snapped.
"Perhaps, but that way is the most fun." Both the guys said at the same time.
"And besides," La'Shan added, "It's perfectly normal – and healthy! Especially given the circumstances that they are in."
She frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"
"Well, when you do a lot of fighting..."
"You get horny. Human or angel. Doesn't matter. You-"
"We get the point." A very embarrassed Helen cut off the rather blunt Zeke mid-sentence.
"Uh... Well, he's right, that's about what happens. In fact, those two are the only ones we haven't been worried about."
"...Oh..." She said just before realizing that Zeke was staring at her closely, "Uh... Is something the matter Zeke...?"
"You broadcast your thoughts very loudly..."
Her face turned scarlet. Suppressing a bemused smile, La'Shan asked the blond woman where Ctanna was. She only vaguely registered what he had said as she sputtered mentally trying to destroy the 'dirty' ideas dancing around in there. But that vague register was enough for the other woman's location to flash through her mind – which he picked up. He left to go talk to her, leaving Helen behind as she mentally screamed not to be left alone with an interested Zeke who was deliberately putting more ideas in her head as he talked to her.
La'Shan grinned, wondering if Helen would be more stressed or more relaxed when they got back to the house. He silently hoped that Zeke could help her... Relax a bit. She had been very stressed ever since meeting Zeke, Tain and Cal-Vra – all of whom liked to flirt with her. Much to the amusement of Ctanna.
After telling all those they had decided to tell, it was decided that the training was done and everyone was to go home in three weeks time. The angels told them very bluntly that their ability to interfere was extremely limited do to the rules about interference in Human affairs. Though they would do what they could. But, if they needed help – because of freedom of choice – it had to be asked for and it would very likely be that they would have to say 'no.' Again, because of the rules. They would, however, keep an eye on them.
Those who knew the reason for the training being stopped were very relieved to hear this.
And so they all went home to go back to their – relatively – normal lives and wait to see what Aion would do next. They still hadn't been able to figure out what he's been up to. And it had them worried.
"It seems kind of weird to be back home after five years to find everything exactly the way we left it and without anymore dust then when we had left." Sebastian commented to Chrono – who was helping him since he is faster at putting his stuff away – as he put his clothes in his drawers.He quickly found that he had considerably more clothes then he used to. And none of them were what you could call 'normal.'
"Yeah, it is." Chrono agreed.
Pulling a shirt out of his brother's drawer Chrono held it up, grinning.
"Can you believe we used to wear clothes like this?"
Sebastian laughed and told him to put it back. Still grinning, Chrono did so.
Azmaria made a face at her closet. Back at the house she had spent the last five years living in her closet and drawers had all been proportioned according to her hight, allowing her to put her own clothes away with ease. Now she was unable to do that. Very frustrating.
Giving an exasperated sigh she went to go get some help from one of the others.
Ctanna, like her purple haired son, was fast and efficient at packing and unpacking, so she was currently helping Helen put her stuff away. The blond woman was humming a tune quietly as she hung up some of her clothes up in the closet.
"So..." Ctanna prompted.
"'So' what?"
"Why are you in such a good mood?" She asked, then got a cheeky smile, "Did one of the guys finally get you?"
"...I'll let your imagination come up with the answer." The other woman answered over her shoulder with a smile of her own.

Much to Helen's horrified realization Zeke turned out to be very good at getting what he wants and had 'gotten her' in less then fifteen minutes. They were now lay on the bank by the docks, one of them very satisfied, the other angry at herself.
Finally he propped himself up on his elbows and asked her rather exasperatedly, "Oh, what the hell is the matter?"
"Whats the matter? Oh nothing! Except that I am supposed to be married – granted, he up and disappeared on me-"
"Oh, fuck. You were asleep for that weren't you? No wonder you didn't tell the kids. And here I thought that you were just mad at me for something or other."
"Asleep for what?" She asked with a frown.
"Sweetheart... I am your husband. As for 'up and disappearing on you' I kind of died in a car crash and, frankly, explaining how it would have been possible to survive being impaled through the heart would have been a little difficult to explain. And – since I can guarantee that you don't remember this either – a week after all the training is done you'll see me again as a Human." He winked at her, "So keep your eyes open."
After taking several minutes to process what he had said she pounced on him and proceeded to make up for lost time much to his absolute delight.

Oh, yes. Helen thought, He 'got me' alright. She felt a broad grin spread across her face, And I loved ever minute of it.

Joshua couldn't stop grinning. His mother had relaid what his dad had said three weeks ago and he had been, and is, excited about getting his dad back. He paused in his unpacking to stare at a pair of pants in his drawers.
I can't believe people will wear stuff this plain...
Shaking his head he went back to putting his clothes away. Over the last five years he had – like all the others – let his hair grow out further and had forgotten to cut it to the length it had been at before they had entered the time pocket. It was now down to his belt and held back in a braid like Chrono's, Sebastian's and Helen's.
Azmaria opened his door.
"Mm?" He looked over at her, "What is it?"
"I... I... I... Can't reach." She got out with an indignant blush
"Can't reach what?"
She made a face and pointed to the dresser and closet.
"Oh." He said in understanding, "Just give me a moment to put away my stuff and I'll give you a hand, kay?"
"Thanks."
"Not a problem. Think you could help me?"
She gave him a flat look.
"By passing me stuff." He clarified with a smile.
Smiling in return, she started helping him.
Running down the hall, Rosette just barely made it to the bathroom in time as, in a searing rush of bitter bile, she threw up everything in her stomach. It took her a moment to realize that someone was holding her ponytail away from her face. Looking over she was a bit surprised to find it was Tiara. The small dragon was sitting on the counter looking rather concerned.
"Are you alright?" She asked.
"Yeah, I think so. I must have caught something... But I'm fine now."
"Rosette?"
The blond woman heard Chrono calling from down the hall.
"I'm in hear!" She called.
"Why were you running down the hall?" He asked.
"Um, I kinda threw up."
He was there a few seconds later asking if she was alright. She assured him that she was knowing full well that he would be hovering around her for the rest of the day. Minimum.
Satella stepped in the door wondering how her mother would react to her significantly longer hair. She had considered cutting it, but on of the things she had learned during her training was that there is power in the length of your hair. It wasn't so much that the angels had told her that, as it was she had noticed that every time she cut her hair her skill and power went down – so she had let it grow out like the others had.
"My, you're home earlier – did you get hair extensions?" Her mother greeted, then asked asked with raised eyebrows.
"Uh... Yes."
Well, what else was she supposed to tell her? 'Oh, no mother. You see I've actually been in a time pocket for five years training so that I can help defeat the anti Christ. So, no I don't have hair extensions, I just let it grow out.' Yeah, like her mother would believe that.
"Uh, I'm gonna go put my stuff away now..."
"Oh, sure honey."
Her mother went back into the kitchen as she went upstairs, wondering just how early she had been sent home.
In Genai's house if you wanted to get upstairs you had go through the generally busy livingroom. So he wasn't overly surprised when his entire family – all three generations – made him stop so that they could look at and ask him about his long hair.
"Why in God's name did you get hair extensions?" His sister asked incredulously.
"'Cuz I felt like it."
"Well, you're going to get them removed." His mother said firmly.
"Honey if he wants his hair longer-"
"No." She interrupted her husband shortly, "I wont have my son turn into a punk!"
"Uh, mom, it's a bit late for that..." His sister informed their mother.
"Wha-what?" His mother stuttered incredulously.
"She's right." Genai told her, "You and dad were the only ones who didn't see it."
"The boy's right." This time it was his grandfather, "He's been like that for awhile."
As his mother sputtered and his father stared slack-jawed he went past them, Genai went upstairs put his stuff away.
"Viede!" His aunt exclaimed, "I thought they were going to give everyone food at the school when you guys got back."
"And then have us go over the things we had learned. But they let me come home earlier."
"Oh, Lord. They're not treating you like you're an idiot again, are they?"
He shook his head.
"No one treated me like that while I was gone." He assured her.
"Well, good. Hungry?"
"Yes."
"Okay, then. Leave your stuff there – you can put it away later."
"Thanks."
"Mm-hm... You now it's weired..."
"What is?"
"I don't remember you taking that much stuff with you..."
"Oh, I got some new clothes."
"Some?" She asked with a raised eyebrow.
He shrugged.
Rizel opened the door as quietly as she could. Not quiet enough.
"You're back early brat."
"Uh, yeah, they let us come home early..."
"Wished they had kept you..." He muttered.
She bit her tongue to keep from crying as she headed to her room. She had forgotten just how much her father hates her.
I wonder if I could move in with Chrono and the others...
"Oh, Shader." Her mother said with some surprise, "We didn't expect you until tonight."
"Heheheh, yeah, they let us come home early."
"Oh, well lunch is ready if you're hungry..."
"Uh, no I've gotta put my stuff away first."
"Ah. Alright-"
"Yo, freak. You're back early." Her younger brother called as he came in the kitchen door.
Shader suddenly became looming.
"Who are you calling a 'freak'?" She asked darkly.
It never used to bother her, but after those five years things had changed inside of her and she really didn't like being called a freak anymore. Not that she had liked being called that in the first place. Well, it wasn't so much being called a 'freak' as it was his reason for calling her that. his reason was that she's smarter then him and likes to experiment with certain things – like his alarm clock. So she was a bit ticked at him for the moment. It would pass in an hour or two. Though, for her, that was quite awhile.
She stormed upstairs.
"Billy." His mother said turning to face him.
"Yeah mom?"
"How many times am I going to have to tell you not to call her that? You don't hear her calling you names."
Her lecture would go on for the next hour or so – just like it always did. And as always it would go in one ear and out the other.
A/N: Okay, if you guys want me to come back to this after I've finished the story and expand on the whole training thing send me some ideas I'll see if I can come up with some stuff to write and re-post the story with the extra chapters. Kay? Anyway, as alway, please review and tell me what you think!